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Now who is there in the town who knows most about his public affairs who is there who's most conversant with whatever it was that he had in hand?" Hawthwaite seemed to consider matters. "Well, Alderman Crood, the tanner, is the Deputy-Mayor," he replied at last. "I should say he's as good a man to go to as anybody, Mr. Brent.
He had already seen enough of Hathelsborough ways and Hathelsborough folk to feel convinced that if this affair of his cousin's murder could be hushed up it would be hushed up the Simon Crood gang, he was persuaded, would move heaven and earth to smooth things over and consign the entire episode to oblivion.
"It's fighting a den of wild beasts," said Queenie. "You won't have a rag left on you when they're through with you." She used to tell him at these meetings of the machinations of Simon Crood and Coppinger and Mallett against his chances of success in the Castle Ward election: according to her they were moving heaven and earth to prevent him from succeeding Wallingford.
Of course the Essy I writ for the Social Science Society is a more finisheder production than the one on Cats, which was wroten when my mind was crood, and afore I had masterd a graceful and ellygant stile of composition.
He went out then, and was away about ten minutes. Then he came back with Mr. Krevin Crood." "Came back with Mr. Krevin Crood. Did you see them come in together?" "I let them in." "Did you hear anything said as they entered?" "Yes, I heard Mr. Krevin Crood say that he wasn't dressed for dinner-parties. Mr. Mallett then told me to take Mr. Krevin upstairs and get him anything he wanted."
Hawthwaite smacked his hand on his blotting-pad. "Haven't the shadow of a doubt, Mr. Brent, that Krevin Crood murdered your cousin!" he asserted. "But you'll hear for yourself to-morrow. Come early. And a word of advice " "Yes?" Brent inquired. "Leave your young lady at home," said Hawthwaite. "No need for her feelings to be upset. They're her uncles, these two, after all, you know.
They're working against you to-day, the Crood gang, as they never worked in their lives! They're bringing every influence they can get hold of against you. And you haven't been over wise." "What have I done now?" demanded Brent. "Those articles that are appearing in the Monitor," replied Tansley. "Everybody knows they're yours.
Talk about your Local Government Board inquiry! why, five minutes of Krevin's tongue-work did more than half a dozen inquiries. I tell you, sir, the old system's dead the Crood gang was smashed to pieces in that court this morning! Somehow, it's that that interests me most, Mr. Brent. But business!" He turned to the plain-clothes man, and nodded towards the door.
There could be no doubt in the mind of any reasonable person after hearing that evidence, that Simon Crood, Mallett and Coppinger entered into a plot to rid themselves of a man who, had his investigations continued, would infallibly have exposed their nefarious practices to the community, nor that they employed Krevin Crood to carry out their designs.
"A man as tried hard to do his duty," said Crood. "Of course I'll not say that everybody saw eye to eye with him. They didn't. Wherever there's public bodies, Mr. Brent, there'll be parties. Your poor cousin had his party and there was, to be sure, a party against him and his.
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